*Hey everyone! I know I haven't updated in a while, but here is my latest update! I'll get back to updating the stories again soon John. Promise=). Anyway, I don't know if this is really a rant. But I put it here anyway. I also don't know if it makes sense. LoL. Great time to think of that. I'm gonna post it anyway. Drop me an e-mail and let me know what you think.*

Freshman Orientation. It all started there. Who knew that in one day I would meet a guy like no other guy I had ever met. The guy that I thought would be perfect for me. The guy that I thought didn�t like me. The guy that became one of my best friends. The guy that I would develop a huge crush on. The guy that would break my heart.

As soon as I laid my eyes on him my jaw dropped. He wasn�t drop dead gorgeous like say, Nick Carter is. But he was definitely cute. There was no doubt about that. The entire bus ride to orientation, I kept turning around to look at him. If he noticed, he didn�t show it. I didn�t know his name. I didn�t know anything about him. Except that he was in my history class.

We filed into the room, most of us not talking. It was only the third week of school and we didn�t really know each other yet. It was especially difficult because we had to stay with our history class. I knew no one in my history class. So I sat down in a chair towards the middle by myself. The solidarity didn�t last for long.

�Hi, I�m Nick,� someone said as they sat down next to me. I turned and saw THE guy. The one from the bus. I thought I was going to freak out because I couldn�t believe he was sitting next to me. I introduced myself and we wound up hanging out for the rest of the day. By the time we got back on the bus to go home, it was official. I had a huge crush on Nick. The first words out of my mouth when I got home were not my usual, �Howdy. How was your day?� The first thing I said was, �Oh my God Mom. I met the most amazing guy today.�

Nothing really happened freshman year. I thought that Nick didn�t like me. So, I never told him about how I felt. Not even after he gave me his phone number and e-mail. I thought he was just being polite. About a month after I met him, he started going out with my friend Elizabeth. I forced myself to forget that I liked him. It killed me every time I looked at him.

Things got interesting this year. He had always been really friendly. And I had thought nothing of it. But this year, two of my best friends had joined me at school. They picked up on the fact that he was flirting with me. And they said that I liked him. I refused to admit it. I never tell them who I like. But one day, I just broke down and told them. Eventually, in January, I began to get tired of how �friendly� Nick was being. He would be flirting with me one minute and making out with his ex-girlfriend the next. I got so tired of it that I told him to stop talking to me. That just about killed me.

Now, things are kind of up in the air. We wound up talking about the whole situation. Guess what I found out? Nick had a crush on me last year. For six months. Six freaking months. A mutual friend said that he liked me while he was going out with Elizabeth. That just about put me over the edge. I was using some very nice choice words. Let me put it that way.

Someone told me on Monday that Nick is trying to make me jealous. Why did they say this? They saw him making out with his current �girlfriend.� I was standing on the other side of the room from him. This person came up to me and told me that �That guy over there, the one making out with the girl, is looking at you while he�s kissing her.� I turned and walked out of the room. I just walked. So, one of my genius friends came up with the idea of making out with some guy that Nick hates (or � even better � one of his best friends) to make him jealous back. Yeah. Real great idea. You people are geniuses. That would work. And my first kiss would be to spite someone else. Just what I want. What a story to tell my kids.